Lyrics: That's Me

Martina McBride

There's a photo in the album, he don't notice anymore.That's me.That's me.There's a stack of cards and letters, buried deep inside a drawer.That's me.That's me.And the shirt that I once slept in, hanging loose behind the door, tossed aside so carelessly.That's me.Oh that's me.There's a picture in my wallet, and one less faded in my mind.That's him.That's him.There's a name that always haunts me, and it slips from time to time.That's him.That's him.There's a yearning that I feel, in my heart and in my soul.An old flame that'll never dim.That's him.I know that's him.Hangin' on to the end.Starting all over again.Oh that's the way it goes.There's a woman in the chapel, in the back row by herself.That's me.That's me.And the man at the alter, says I do to someone else.That's him.That's him.As the wedding party leaves, throwing rice and wishing well, a single tear falls silently.That's me.Oh Lord, that's me.Oh that's me. That's me.